Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.
At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.
Famous~ Dirty Dancing~ Corner~ Bystander~ Watermelon~ Traipse
They were submitted by: http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com
What a great mix of words!!! I needed to think hard about this one.
Bookworm Boy wants to be a gorilla doctor when he grows up. He also wants to sing opera music. Maybe he’ll be the first world famous, opera singing, large animal vet. Or maybe he’ll stick to his job goals for last year and be a screen writer and an author.
I’ve been dirty dancing all summer. NO! Not the dancing you see in clubs. Nope this dancing is while I declutter and clean our apartment. It’s wonderful having less and open, clear spaces. Time is winding down before school starts up again. A new post about Bookworm Boys room will be posting soon.
We rent an apartment on a busy corner, where there are stop signs. The house we rent is right at the stop sign, so people speed around the corner and almost hit us as we carefully pull out of our driveway. They have the nerve to look at me as if I am blocking them from staring in their own race car debut. I fear one day we will get hit. Though I pity the person who does, because they will face this moms wrath.
While we were on vacation in Hershey we saw an accident in a CVS parking lot. As we walked out of the store, we saw an SUV backing out and slamming into the car driving behind him. There were plenty of bystanders, probably local and immediately took pictures. I told my both Bookworm Dad and Boy to just get in the car and go to the hotel. Bookworm Dad traipsed back to the car, wanting a show.
Now after writing this post, I’m going to sit down and enjoy some freshly sliced watermelon.
Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts: